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    Is this a will-you-drink, won’t-you-drink thing?

    A toast. That’s Sun Jinglong.

    Even if you can’t, you still have to drink it!

    You have to drink all the poison!

    Otherwise, isn’t that not giving face to Sun Jinglong?

    Looking at Ling Tian again, Zhang Qiang became even more angry.

    Su Qingya and Tong Fei Fei, for what it’s worth, even stopped to say something.

    Ling Tian was good, from beginning to end, he didn’t even raise his head.

    Eating all over the place and not even stopping.

    You’re not polite, are you!

    “Ling Tian, are you a pig, you just know how to eat.”

    “Haven’t you seen Sun Shao?”

    “Are you looking for death!”

    Zhang Qiang had nothing polite to say to Ling Tian.

    Directly furious, he cursed.

    “Hmm?”

    Sun Jinglong’s eyebrows, suddenly raised, a sense of oppression from a long time in power, suddenly released.

    Zhang Qiang only felt that his body was chilled as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he could not breathe well.

    His face instantly became unsightly, and his heart skipped a beat.

    It’s bad. Sun Shao is angry!

    Nima Ling Tian, you’re going to get me killed!

    Zhang Qiang hurriedly turned towards Sun Jinglong with a terrified face, and hurriedly explained.

    “Young Sun, calm down, calm down!”

    “This kid is called Ling Tian, and he works as a security guard at a small workshop in Yunhai.”

    “Low status and no quality.”

    “We don’t know him, either of us, very well.”

    Shen Nana and the others were the best at reading people’s words.

    Seeing Sun Jinglong’s face, suddenly sinking, how could he not know that this great young man was unhappy.

    Hastily, they also opened their mouths and chimed in.

    “Yes, Young Sun, this stinking security guard, he’s not qualified.”

    “You don’t have to talk to him.”

    “Before you, he is a puddle of garbage that stinks!”

    “Don’t let him, get in your way!”

    “Come on, Young Sun, let’s drink.” Wang Yong picked up his wine glass and with Sun Jinglong’s wine glass, clinked it.

    Sun Jinglong’s eyes chilled, and his terrifying aura instantly enveloped Wang Yong.

    What is this thing that dares to clink glasses with himself?

    Wang Yong had a jolt, like falling into an ice cave, his legs softened and almost fell to his knees.

    Looking at Sun Jinglong, he squeezed out a smile that was worse than a cry, and his heart was about to burst.

    My goodness, it’s so scary when Young Master Sun gets angry.

    Ling Tian, this stupid hanged man, is going to be in bad luck.

    At the corner of Sun Jinglong’s mouth, an evil smile suddenly appeared.

    With a cold gaze, he looked towards Zhang Qiang, pointed towards Ling Tian and said indifferently.

    “You’re not familiar with him, are you?”

    Zhang Qiang’s heart trembled, his head shook like a rattle drum, and he hurriedly said.

    “Not familiar, not familiar at all!”

    “How could I possibly, be acquainted with a lowly security guard.”

    Zhang Qiang hurriedly set aside his relationship with Ling Tian, fearing that he would be implicated by Ling Tian.

    “Oh.” Sun Jinglong nodded, then his eyes suddenly chilled and he said in a cold voice.

    “Since you don’t know him well.”

    “And what qualifications do you have, standing in front of me?”

    Zhang Qiang’s face, suddenly changed, his head a little confused.

    What does Sun Jinglong mean by that?

    Why is he a little hard of hearing?

    Shen Nana, on the side, was surprised and smiled sarcastically.

    “Young Sun, you said that.”

    “You and Keung, haven’t you had a few drinks together?”

    “Just now at the door, you even took the initiative to greet Keung.”

    “We’re all old friends, don’t hurt your feelings because of a stinking security guard.”

    Sun Jinglong was even more surprised, full of amazement, and suddenly asked.

    “Who’s Django?”

    Shen Nana and the others, surprised, all of their gazes fell on Zhang Qiang.

    “Django, isn’t it right here?”

    “You just, uh, offered to say hello.”

    “Now, don’t you also come to toast Keung?”

    Sun Jinglong was shocked and looked at Zhang Qiang for a long time.

    It was a full three or four seconds before he opened his mouth in surprise.

    “I’ll give you a toast?”

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